CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN – A PHONE CALL AWAY

He smiled, clearly pleased by her reaction. "I'm glad you like it. So, tell me, how has your first day in Livorno been?" Rebecca launched into an animated description of her afternoon, detailing her trip to the local market, her attempts at communicating in broken Italian, and the friendly neighbors she'd met. Luca listened attentively, chuckling at her mishaps and offering advice on local customs. As they talked, Rebecca felt a warmth spreading through her chest. Despite all the complications, all the mixed feelings, there was something undeniably comforting about Luca's presence. Eventually, Luca glanced at his watch, his expression turning regretful. "I should probably get going. I have an early meeting tomorrow." Rebecca nodded, trying to ignore the pang of disappointment she felt. They walked to the door together, pausing in the doorway. "Thank you again, Luca. For everything," Rebecca said softly. Luca's eyes softened as he gazed at her. Then, in a move that caught Rebecca